Divorcing My Husband Over His Stepsister's Secret novel Chapter 163

Chapter 163

Blake’s POV:

1 had Seth by the collar, pure fucking rage pumping through me When I saw Anna running toward us trying to break it up, I lost it even more. I could feel the veins popping out on my hand as I gripped his collar tighter, my face dark with fury.

“Blake, let him go!” Anna shouted,

My throat clenched up. ‘Anna, you’re defending this asshole?” Ispat out, “variously taking his side?”

Seth wasn’t even fighting back. Instead, he had that smug grin on his face, silently taunting me that Anna was protecting him. Something in me snapped.

“I’m not letting you be with him!” I growled, every word forced through my clenched jaw,

I completely lost it. I shoved Anna hard enough to send her stumbling back. Pinning Seth to the ground, I smashed my fist into his face. The crack of his jaw against my knuckles felt dam good.

Then I just stopped..

“Why aren’t you fighting back?” I shouted, thrown off by his passivity.

“Shit! Did you really have to hit my face?” Seth cursed, spitting blood onto t

the pavement as he shoved me off and worked

his jaw.

“Fine, I’ll take this punch today,” he said, wiping blood from his mouth. “But back the hell off her. I’m the one chasing her, got it?”

His words hit me like a fucking truck.

“Seth! Why are you being so stupid?” Anna cried out, her concern for him slicing through me.

ike a shield.

I watched, boiling with jealousy, as Anna positioned herself protectively behind Seth like

“Just leave, would you?” she said, her voice ice cold.

I caught the exhaustion in Anna’s eyes. Today was her 27th birthday, and here I was, ruining her night. Her eyes told me exactly how pissed she was that I’d crashed her peaceful evening, and it stung like hell.

My fists shook with a mix of anger and pain. I probably looked like some pathetic wild animal that’d been kicked to the curb.

“I’m not letting you be with him,” I said, my voice dropping. “I won’t let him fucking touch you,”

“What right do you have to say that?” Anna fired back, ice in her voice.

Each word stabbed right through me.

Though wobbling on his feet, Seth kept pushing my buttons. “Yeah, Mr. Wright, you and Anna are already divorced. Hey, congrats on your thing with Scarlett by the way!”

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Chapter 163.

I caught Anna’s expression Shift at “Scarlett.” Pain flashed acro her face before she masked it with that cold look again.

I stepped back without meaning to. Seth’s words hit like a wrecking ball, hammering home the reality that Anna and I were actually divorced. I grabed at my chest, feeling a sharp pain with nowhere to let it out. I had to swallow that down, Trying to get a grip.

Standing there in the darkness, I let out a bitter laugh. How pathetic that I still thought of her as mine.

Then I made a snap decision. I grabbed Seth by his collar again and shoved him into my car, catching Anna’s shocked face.

“Take Mr. Price home, I ordered my driver coldly.

Now it was just Anna and me, and that gave me a weird sense of satisfaction.

At her apartment door, I used my fingerprint to get in without my trouble..

I turned back to her. “Coming–in?” I acted casual, like I had every right to be there.

She looked completely thrown off. I heard her mutter, “Ex–husband… Those two words twisted in my chest.

“What did you call me?” My voice got louder, ice–cold.

“Ex–husband… I’ll del

My blue

delete

your fingerprint. Don’t come here anymore.”

eyes turned sharp as I stared her down. Inside, I was chewing on those words ‘ex–husband, tasting how bitter they felt while keeping my mouth shut.

She stood in the doorway, stuck between coming in and staying out. Her knuckles went white gripping the doorknob. I could see her struggling.

“You should go. Let’s keep things civil,” she said, which just made me want to do the opposite.

I looked up suddenly, fixing Anna with a dangerous stare. I decided I was done holding back and walked straight toward

her.

Anna stepped back instinctively, and that small movement triggered something possessive in me. I grabbed her shoulders and pulled her inside, feeling how soft she was. I slammed the door shut, the sound bouncing off the walls of the quiet

apartment.

I pinned Anna against the wall, feeling her tense up immediately. I could feel the cold wall behind against her, noticing her quick breath, which gave me a small rush of satisfaction.

id pressed myself

“Enough, Blake!” Anna shouted, completely losing it. “Stop playing these fucked up games! Stop showing up in my life! Do

I need to spell it out for you? We’re divorced! DIVORCED! How hard is that to understand?”

I felt her push against me,

but she wasn’t strong enough to move me. I grabbed her chin and forced her to look at me, seeing the anger and fear in those amber eyes.